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letra de arco 3 - 1takejay

[intro]
lowthegreat
wait hol’ up, i’m finna turn this b-tch up

[verse 1]
call me le’veon bell i’m at yo doormat
how you got the b-tches always askin’ where the hoes at
she always pull up naked i keep askin’ where yo clothes at
i don’t wanna be your mcm, why you post that
the same n-gga used to hate wanna follow back
i promise i don’t follow no n-ggas only hoe rats (only hoe rats)
like a weak d-tackle n-ggas ain’t go no sack
i’m from the city, n-ggas from that mountain called brokeback
i ain’t talkin’ bout that ps4 b-tch i’m two player
all i got is hoes in my phone like i do hair
n-gga this fit cost a whip what is you wearin’ (what is you wearin’)
she a fan, you can be her man i am not carin’
n-ggas wanna beef but can’t even post bail
look i’m not a kid i don’t need momma hеlp (don’t need momma help)
promoters always bookin’ you can’t put me on no shеlf
like i’m in a stall i do sh-t by myself
pretty please don’t try it i am not that n-gga
they call my cameraman a shooter so i shot that n-gga
pop that n-gga like a bad b-tch i got that n-gga
photoshop and if he fake ima crop that n-gga
i ain’t goin’ on a date with her i promise
i don’t eat five guys ’cause i hate n-ggas
i need to get my sh-t straight
i’m too busy passing out d-ck like a giveaway
i be like this sh-t fake, the homie baby momma try to f-ck me on his birthday (on his bday)
she tried to turn my n-gga celebration to the worst day
why you think i’m 1take they f-ck me on the first date
like a squirrel, put it in her mouth ima nut case
i ain’t ever flew a b-tch out i ain’t no rapper
i be actin’ broke b-tch ’cause i rather gamble (’cause i rather gamble)
steppin’ on toes like these n-ggas wearin’ sandals
if you can’t bet a hunnid, shoot a hunnid we can’t gamble (you broke)
bought a bottle for her birthday but i drink it
i ain’t got a condom but i’m still finna f-ck her
she bought that n-gga everything he got, she his mother (she his momma)
if that’s really the case n-gga i’m a mother f-cker
all this fly sh-t, n-ggas thinkin’ ima scammer (thinkin’ ima scammer)
penthouse with a n-gga main on camera
talkin’ so much sh-t i’m in they head like dandruff
every n-gga want her but i still ain’t finna answer
strippers goin’ crazy n-gga i just threw a tantrum
weak b-tches mad, this a pretty b-tch anthem
she like rich n-ggas so i know you ain’t had her
june twenty six baby ima whole cancer

- 1takejay

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